hammer-throw

I was looking for a present for a friend whose baby turned a year old. The first review on this cracked me up.

I am torn in reviewing this toy.  Here’s why:  The toy is definitely well-made, will not come apart, will not break unless subjected to massive violence.  It definitely builds motor skills, hand-eye-coordination, and even thinking skills–as deciding which colors should be up or down or evenly matched in height requires some intricate choice and physical application.  So, the toy is a great toy!

But …

You are basically giving your child a miniature of Thor’s hammer.  Not a hollow plastic hammer, mind you.  No, no.  This is a toddler weapon the great god of thunder would approve of.  Two solid wooden pieces held together very well.  The head of the hammer is sculpted to allow attacks from many interesting angles.  Great for the toy.  Not so great if your little one might decide to go “a-viking” during a playgroup, family get-together, or school function.

Like the mighty Mjolner, this hammer throws well, flies fast and far, and can kill the mightiest of trolls.  Or televisions.  Or PC’s.  Or Grandma.

So … the only reason I take a star off is because of the deadly weapon that comes with this awesome toy.  Maybe it should have been fastened by a cable to the toy, Melissa & Doug?  It’s not cool that parents have to do this thinking for you.  But we love Grandma.  Having our toddler turned Thor send her to the hospital is not our idea of fun.

If your child is meek and kind and dependably non-violent, go for it.  GREAT TOY!  If your little one may just be a conqueror of lands reincarnated into this tiny body, please beware the hammer! 

lmfao!

anonymous asked:

OK I really really want to know about this hammer throwing. Is this a big thing where you are? Like a sport? What made you decide to get into this?

(Ooo!!! I’m actually really happy you asked, anon! Prepare for long post.)

  I live in Finland, Lapland. Here isn’t that many people so, believe it or not, I am the only female hammer thrower in Lapland (according to the statistics atm). I come from a small municipality called Posio, around 3k residents, so it’s pretty unavoidable to not to be noticed when you reach your country’s top 5 of your age in a sport. 

Originally posted by relayapp-blog

(Lol this gif)

  Hammer throwing isn’t a big sport in Finland. We have few good men throwers on the world Championship level (we do have an European Championship gold metal of hammer throw from Olli-Pekka Karjalainen (I have met him, he’s a really cool guy). I personally (at age of 18 atm) have reached the Finland’s top 20 (I was 11th on the Finnish Championship) on women’s hammer throw. 


  And because of that people in my municipality went crazy! The press is always following me during my summer competitions and sponsors ask if they could help me to get me to these training camps and they also offer me supplies for training (throwing shoes, hammers, clothes etc.). I am also a part of Western, Eastern and Northern Finland’s National Team (Southern has their own, because there is so much people there). 


  So yeah, Finnish people are pretty keen of watching sports. Ice hockey and skiing in winter, athletics (especially Javelin throwing) in summer. There are a few athletes in Posio (who I train with and we’re all like a wee happy family). 


  It’s a nice story (imo) how I got into hammer throwing. From age of 6 I was crazy about Shot Put! I loved it (I still do, but I like hammer throwing more) and one day we needed a hammer thrower in this one competition so we could get more points for our athlete team. I can’t remember the year when it happened (around 5 years ago??) but our coach came to me and said: 

“Hey, would you like to try hammer throwing?“ 

  And I happily agreed to try it out. And it turns out that I made amazingly in the competition and then I started training hammer throwing with all might!


  This year I’m looking forward to be in the top 3 throwers (of my age) AND if I do end up that good, I may get to be a part of the national team which goes to the European Championship! THEN I’D MAKE MY WAY TO ITALY! I’M SO EXCITED FOR THIS SUMMER!!

Originally posted by luizalfonso

take the trade — part one || dylan o’brien (!!)

author: @broodybell
pairing: dylan x reader
word count: 2,836

warning: THIS IS VERY SINFUL OH DEAR LORD

authors note: big fuckin thanks to the girls for encouraging me to finish this and being super supportive. i’ve been working on this for the longest time and it’s finally here, so enjoy mother fuckers x x

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summary: when everyone cancels on game night, dylan and reader use it as an excuse to get completely hammered. 


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AHS Hotel: “Her husband is going to kill you”

Your husband, James was nowhere to be found so you decided to pay Liz a visit at the bar.

Sally happened to be there too, so you sat right next to her. There was also an older caucasian man drinking alone just sitting 1 stool away from you. He looks like he is in his 60′s.

You, Liz, & Sally were having a nice conversation until the man randomly budded in saying, “you’re disgusting.” He was swaying his head as he was holding his drink. He obviously seemed drunk.

You turned your head to look at him and mugged him, not saying a word because you assumed he was just talking to himself. Then you turned back around to face Liz. Sally just looked at him as she was smoking her cigarette and Liz raised a brow at him.

“You’re disgusting,” he repeated while looking at me.

“What?” You looked back at him, with a confused look on your face.

Sally, still having a cigarette in her mouth said, “Excuse me?”

He pointed at me, while drunkily saying, “You have no respect for yourself. Look at what you’re wearing. And too much makeup.”

This man came out of nowhere. You felt more confused than you felt disrespected. You found it quite hilarious, actually. All you’re wearing are 5 inch heels with an all black jumpsuit that showed cleavage. It’s not like you were naked. Maybe this man was just having a bad day or maybe his wife cheated on him. I mean, he was alone. Who knows. But you weren’t going to let it ruin your day.

“Who gives a crap about what she’s wearing?” Liz annoyingly says to the man.

“Yeah, she looks hot. Fuck off.” Sally adds.

The man takes a chug from his beer. “Whore”, he sloppily words. 

You let out a fake laugh and flipped your hair. “You’re funny.” 

The old man is so drunk that he accidentally knocks his beer bottle, having the rest of the beer spill on you. He didn’t even care to pick it up, so he spat on the floor. 

Sally rolls her eyes and puts her cigarette in the ash tray. 

Liz picks up the bottle and quickly grabs a towel to hand to you. “Her husband is going to kill you.” She points at the man.

“It’s alright, Liz. Don’t worry about it. He’s quite hilarious actually. My day has been boring until this loser came along.” You said as you were patting your clothes dry with the towel.

“I ain’t afraid of nothing.” The man says while glaring at you, emphasizing the word ‘nothing’. He stood up, getting ready to leave but Liz walks around the bar and grabs the him by the shirt. “You don’t talk to the lady of the house like that! Do you hear me?”

“No Liz, it’s alright really. He’s just drunk.” You say to Liz, putting your hand on her arm to calm down. Liz was always so loyal to you because you’ve done so much for her as a friend.

“It’s fine, Y/N. Me and Sally are going to escort this punk out of here.” Liz says and glances at Sally. 

Sally nods her head and gets up. “We’ll be back.”

Both Sally and Liz take the man downstairs. Will Drake passes them at the top of the stairs heading to the bar. 

“Y/N, what was that all about?” Will points at them laughing, then goes to pour himself a drink.

“Long story. He’s just wasted.” You laugh back.

………………..

15 minutes pass and Liz comes back. Sally didn’t come back with her. She probably went back to her room or something.

“Damn Liz, took you long enough.” You said sarcastically.

Liz sashays to her spot behind the bar, popping her lips saying, “Yup.” She seemed like she was up to something, but you didn’t question it.

“It wasn’t a big deal, but thanks for having my back anyways.”

Liz puts one hand on her hip and snaps her fingers with the other. “Oh don’t worry about it. He was messing with my girl, Y/N. By the way, James said he needs to see you in the laundry room.”

“Uh laundry room. For what?” You were so confused. Laundry room? Out of all places, James wants to meet you there? Whatever. If your husband needs to see you, you’re definitely going to be there.

“Who knows, hun.” Liz shrugs.

……………..

Once you’ve reached the laundry room, you see James with his sleeves rolled up standing behind the man that disrespected you at the bar. The man is on his knees with his hands tied up in front of him looking afraid, but not saying a word. You figured James roughed him up a bit before you got there. “You will pay for disrespecting my queen.” You hear James tell the man as you walked in.

“James?”

“Ah, darling!” James turns around and looks at you with excitement.

“What is going on?” You stood there surprised. You didn’t expect Liz and Sally to really go out of there way to bring the man to James. You really thought they both escorted him out of the hotel. No wonder it took Liz forever to get back. 

“This is the creature that Liz and Sally have informed me that said such vile things to you at the bar, no?”

“Yes. Yes he is.” You said with an evil grin. You knew exactly what James was going to do. So you cross your arms in front of you and watch him. You also remembered that James needed a fix as well. It’s been a little over a week since he’s killed anyone, anyways.

The man turns his head to look at James. “You’re never going to get away with this.” He turns his head back to face the opened laundry chute.

James leans over and whispers in the man’s ear. “I happen to disagree with you.”

Something about James right now just turns you on. You can’t tell if it’s because he’s looks sexy with his sleeves rolled up or if it’s because he’s so protective over you that he’s willing to kill for you. Or maybe it’s both.

James stands up straight, then roughly bashes the back of the man’s head with his hammer and throws his body down the chute. Good riddance.

James wipes his forehead with the back of his hand. You walk over to James and whisper in his ear, “I love watching you kill.” Then you leave the room to head over to your bedroom. You knew that saying that would turn James on and that he would soon be following after you.

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*NOT MY GIFS*

I’ve been loving adding gifs to my stories lately! lol I like to make it feel as real as possible as you’re reading. I’ve been starting to get my story inspirations from looking up gifs.

So, this happened toward the endgame of a campaign I was in a while ago. Our heroes were above level 20, and had some insane gear and some awesome enemies to fight.

Context: we’re trying to board this space ship (main antagonist was a time traveler) to get to the main baddie before he left. We just ascend some stairs and have this walkway that’s about 200 long, there’s a tower just above the corner, then turns right and has about another 50 feet before we get to the ship. As we ascend the stairs, we hear an enemy behind us that we’ve fought before.

This guy is pretty much the lizard from Spider-Man, a scientist that takes a serum and grows into a huge reptilian.

(Baddie): and where do you think you’re going? *starts bad guy speech*

Our cleric has a hammer that he can throw and it comes back to him. On a crit it knocks the enemy prone.
(Cleric): *raises his hand* id like to interrupt him and throw my hammer at him.

DM: ok, go for it.

Nat 20, of course.

(After the group finally calms down)
DM: ok, you hit him and he falls backward, down the stairs. Then you hear him start to transform.

Party: run!

So we start running down this open roofed corridor, and we can see the ship start taking off. The cleric, of course, is in the back of the group with the slowest run speed. We get halfway down the first corridor before the lizard guy jumps onto the tower at the turn. We turn and keep heading to the ship. He jumps down and cuts off the cleric from the rest of the party.
He lets out a huge, monstrous hiss straight into the clerics face.

Cleric: I throw my hammer at him again.

Another nat-fucking-20.

(After about 10 minutes of laughing)

He’s knocked prone and he runs past him, getting onto the ship and effectively 100% bypassing the DMs entire encounter.

Deadly Sins- Pride

Relationship: Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: Peter’s trains against Captain America and the pride in Captain causes issues for the Reader. When something happens to Peter Thor gets involved trying to solve the situation. Events turn causing the Reader to be injured.

Warnings: Swearing cause I love swearing IRL. Plus Tom swears too :,)

Word Count: 2,113

P.S: PETER IS IN HIS 20′S IN THE DEADLY SINS SERIES. BESIDES THE FIRST EPISODE OF ENVY. I DON’T WRITE SMUT ABOUT A 15 Y/O. I KNOW SOME PEOPLE DO BUT I WONT CAUSE THAT CREEPS ME OUT.. SO KNOW HE IS IN HIS 20′S

A/N: Can you sense the theme ;) Btw my series will have different stories but categorized under the Deadly Sins

[Reader’s POV]

“Faster Spiderlover, you have to be faster than that” Natasha scolds putting you in a headlock.

 Stiffening up you breathe out slowly. You twist your leg around hers flipping her to the side slamming your body on top of hers. A groan slips out of her mouth as your elbow smashes into her ribcage. Rolling off of her you get back up. Your vitals flashing in your glasses. Natasha’s eyes glaring at you before getting back into her stance. Noticing her finger twitching your reflexes kick in.

She’s going to use her wrist tasers.

   Moving to the left dodging the burst of electricity coming your way. Opening up your bow into its true form you click the button causing it to shoot an electric arrow extending into size. Thanks to adapting some of Ant Man’s technology. It’s able to be shot then expand closer to the target so they don’t see it coming. She tries to dodge but it cuts open her shoulder when it expands to its full size.

“Spiderling girlfriend wins” Stark announces. You’ve been fighting for the fast twenty minutes. It was whoever drew the first blood. Your technique has grown since Natasha trained you these past four months.. Clint would stop by every so often to help train your skills with the bow. You felt safer with your new skills you have now. Ever since the incident two years ago with Mason you’ve changed. Peter has been super supportive of you growing stronger.

“Babe that was wicked, you did that thing and did that movement and flipped her over!” Peters excited interpretation with arm motions making you laugh.

“Not bad Spiderlover, come back tonight for assassination practice” Natasha smiles wiping the blood from her shoulder. Her hand applying pressure to stoop the bleeding.

“Sorry bout that..” you look at her immediately feeling guilty. Natasha was your mentor, you’re learning from the best. Yet you hate harming her in ways but when Tony says to train we have to give it all we got till first bloody injury.

“No, you’re here to train. You’re apart of the team thanks to your dear Spider” She points to Peter who’s now fighting against Captain America. You watch as Peter swings around the training room testing the new web shooters you designed. You took pride in them, you worked so hard on them that even Mr. Stark was impressed.

   You hear a bone crushing smack causing your head to snap in the direction of it. Looking to see Steve down on indented into the wall of the training room. Blood was dripping down his face and onto his white star.. Looks like your blade web fluid worked. The room got dead silent till Peter started shouting. “See I can even take the Captain Down!”

   Looking over at your boyfriend who starts swaying slightly. Blood started staining his suit making your eyes widen. He collapses to the ground gripping his left side. Panic flashed through your system causing your chest to tighten. Stark is there before any of us kneeling next to Peter. You then see Captain walking over towards the group.

“Is he alright?” Cap asks rubbing the back of his neck. He did this, he knows the training rules.

“You know this is just training Steve! Your pride in trying to always be right,what the fuck were you thinking” You snarl jumping at him your glove protruding blades. Your fist was about to slam in his face before you a web covers it instantly.

“Peter what the hell” Annoyance fills your body as you turn to look at him.

“No, w-with great p-power comes great responsibility..” He says trying to catch his breath. You don’t attack your team, you knew that but you were just trying to protect him.

“Kid you can’t try and prove yourself like that, we need you ALIVE for the mission in two days” Stark chastens. Peter looks at him frowning slightly. Only to nod before laying his head back down.

“Dammit Peter what were you thinking?!” he flinches from your raised voice. How could he not expect to get yelled at. You can’t lose him.

“I just wanted to show that I could take him down, I know I can babe..”

“Don’t do that, we all know you’re strong… this is just training not a gladiator fight” Sending a glare to Steve as he kneels down next to you looking over Peter’s injuries.

“You did good kid, like I said you have a lot of heart in yah” He ruffles Peters exposed curls.

“Babe… please don’t be mad I just really wanted to put your web-shooters to a complete test..”

“Fuck you Steve” you snarl slapping him hard across the face. A loud crack fills the training room. Your gloves had a superior strength mechanism that matched his shield. Steve looks up at you shocked as blood drips from his mouth.

“Starlight.. That isn’t the way of acting towards a fellow member” Thor’s hand placing itself on your heaving back. You grit your teeth at Thor’s nickname for you. They always called you something other than your name.

“He let his stupid make America great again pride get to his fucking head and took it out on Peter!” Your voice raising an octave. Peter is your everything, your reason to live now.

“Babe don-”

“Starlight… How about we fight next?” Thor asks trying to calm you down. He knew training was one of your stress relievers.

“Absolutely not, baby let’s leave” Peter is now standing in front of you gritting his teeth. His hand covering the wound on his side.

“Peter, you have to let Starlight make her own decisions for once.. You won’t always be around” Thor crosses his arms looking down at him.

“I.. I accept” You say moving Peter out of the way. A web covers both of your hands pulling you back to him. Smirking you hit a button on your wrist screen causing the webs to melt off. Peter looks down at your hands in shock.

“H-How di-did you do that?” Shock still stained on his features.

“Well Peter I do have free time in the shop and access to your web fluid” A sweet smile replaces your smirk as you turn towards Thor.

“That means… you could have punched Cap’n in the face?” Peter looking at you in disbelief. Nodding you turn away heading outside onto the outdoors training field.

“Now you two.. Please for the love of God DO NOT destroy the place with lightning.” Tony begs with a pout.

“Fist fight?” I ask turning to the side looking at Tony. My hair cascading down my back in curls.

“Weapon and Fists only, I’m tired of remodeling cause of your lightning Thor”  Tony sighs walking out of his Iron Man suit.

“Weapons? Her against Thor?Absolutely not.. ” Peter’s voice coming from behind you.

“Do you think I can’t handle this?”

“Babe he’s the God of fucking thunder, you’re just an ordinary human” he states looking down at you.

Did he just say… Ordinary?

I’ll show him I can defend myself…

“Just an ordinary human… understood Peter” You snap shooting a blast out of your palm.

He flips backwards avoiding it and turning his head to look at the blast you shot at him.

“Babygirl, I didn’t mean i-”

“C’mon Starlight show me what you got” Thor grins gripping his hammer’s handle. Tugging your hand out of Peter’s grasp. You couldn’t believe he called you ordinary, you were beyond ordinary from what he said in the bedroom last night.

Bastard.

“Get ready Spiderlover!” Natasha shouts from the sidelines. She was like a proud soccer mom on the side. Clint had his arm slung around her shoulders.

“Victor, engage Oden Fighting Mode” I say with a smirk cause there were some tricks you installed. Your armor had multiple things to help you in battle due to situations. Many possibilities thanks to the supplies Tony gave you.

“Engaging Oden Fighting Mode”

   Thor lunges at you throwing his hammer at you. His hair flowing in the wind as he comes closer to you. You cross your arms in front of you in a ‘X’, a forceshield forms as the hammer collides causing a stream of light to fill the air. The intense collision making your feet dig into the ground.

   You can do anything you set your mind to. Letting out a grunt you use your shin bracers to knock his hammer away. Shooting anchors to his cape causing him to be unable to move. Jumping you punch him repeatedly in the face. Your fighting mode going fast detecting his possible counters.

“I see you’ve done some tinkering Starlight” he chuckles as his fist aims straight towards your face after dodging another punch from you.

“You gotta do what you gotta do” A groan slipping out of your lips as he manages to wrap his hands around your neck. Gripping onto his forearms,the smell of burnt flesh fills your nose.

“What the fuck?” Thor hisses dropping you making you take a huge breath in. Doing a backflip to get some distance between you two. Victor disables the acid touch instantly.

“Like Peter said, I’m just some ordinary human, I have to defend myself somehow” bitterness filling your mouth. You could taste the blood but you swallow it.

“You’re going to regret that” He growls punching you hard in the chest. Pain and electricity spreads you through your body.

“THOR I SAID NO LIGHTNING!”

“Calling for medical personal, vitals dropping, contusions to the chest” Victor’s voice fills your ears. Coughing you collapse onto the ground. You could feel that he burned a hole in your chest plate. Back to the drawing board when you heal..

“I-I wasn’t thinking properly” He explains running towards your body.

“You’re going to get chewed the fuck out” Natasha grips Thor by the ear taking him away. She is totally your mom.

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“Babygirl, h-how are you feeling?” Peter asks as you slip your silk robe on  to cover over your bandaged chest.

“How do you think I’m feeling Peter?” My tone coming out harsh. You were still salty with how he called you ordinary.

“Y-you know I-I didn’t mean it… I’m just afraid you’ll get hurt badly and look where we are” he gestures towards your bandaged chest and torso.

“I knew that I would get hurt the moment I came here but I came here to be with you Peter… I love you so much that I can’t be away from you. So forgive me if I want to fight alongside you and if I have to push myself I will..” You could feel your nails digging into the palms of your hands. Feeling this way towards Peter was a first. Sure you got upset but never angry at him.

“Your pride got you hurt today, just like it hurt Cap’n” he explains taking your hands into his. You look into his brown eyes that you swear you could get lost in.

“It wasn’t pride” Taking your hands out of his but he catches them back in his grasp again.

“Yes love, your pride in your suit.. I know you were trying to prove a point to me” A small smile is plastered on his lips. He know’s he’s right and you hated it.

“What point are you even talking about” Eyes looking away from his, you were completely frustrated.

“That you aren’t an ordinary human, Natasha is human and is an excellent fighter… You’re learning from the best so ordinary was an awful word to say” His arms pulling you into a tight embrace.

“I can’t believe you called me that, Peter I was so mad” You huff placing your forehead against his chest.

“You blasted at me, of course I knew my girl was mad at me..” His laughter filling the air 

“After the things you called me last night…then calling me ordinary was infuriating” Your lips kiss down his neck pausing at the base of his neck. His hands tighten on your waist as you leave dark marks on his skin.

“You’re going to regret blasting at me today love” He whispers darkly pulling away from you. His hands flick causing webs to pin you against the wall. Your breath caught in your throat as you looked at him.

All you could see in his eyes was… Lust.

A/N:

So… what’d ya thinkkkk. I’m loving the tumblr community more than Wattpad tbh. Until I upload the next part take a look at my recent post ‘Can’t Help Falling in Love with You :,)

Little witch (Part 6)

Pairings: Peter x reader

Word count: 2 348

Summary: The reader is raised by Hydra but manages to escape after they kill her parents. She is emotionally unstable and can’t control her powers. The Avengers rescue her and give her everything she missed form life and wanted to feel. But would her new found love be enough to extinguish her desire for revenge? What would be the side she would choose to rely on? Will she be ready to face the real her?

A/N: I am so happy i finally found time to write this. I finished school and I have some days until i start work. I hope i will manage to finish this story and write all the request i have in my box. Please, let me know what you think, it’s really important to me given the fact English isn’t my first language ♥ Enjoy and sorry if there are mistakes (i wrote it really late last night) 

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 

Originally posted by optimus-grimes

“We were facing each other and I saw the fear in his eyes but he had to play a macho so he said ’Stay there and I won’t hurt you’. His body was shaking and the man was wearing only his pink boxers. Such a pathetic picture. I sent a bullet towards the vase behind him and he peed in his pants”, Tony finished one of the many stories he liked to tell on his parties. Everyone laughed although they had heard it before. But when a billionaire is telling a joke you have to laugh if you want to be invited on the next party, especially if all the Avengers are there.

Next to Mr. Stark was Sam Wilson, known as The Falcon who was telling different stories too trying to look stronger and cooler than Stark. The both of them were basically competing but their audience didn’t mind at all.

In the other corner Bruce, Thor and Steve could be seen. They were surrounded by people too but not so many. Thor was kind of drunk and he was throwing his hammer in the air showing off that he was the only one able to move it. Steve was laughing and drinking although the alcohol could not affect him. As for Bruce, he was moving from group to group trying to find his place. There were times when he wasn’t in the mood for parties and alcohol and sometimes stripers as drunken Stark used to call sometimes. This night was the same and the doctor soon went to his room where he would be able to relax.

Natasha, Wanda and (Y/N) were on the dance floor moving their bodies in unison as the rhythm. Nat was holding her probably fourth glass of whiskey. Clint, Vision, Peter and Scott Lang were sitting at the bar talking and sometimes throwing glances at the people dancing. The music was loud so the avengers had to shout a little in order to be heard properly but most of the time they had to repeat what they had said. Everyone was enjoying themselves except Peter. He wasn’t allowed to drink so he was just sitting there searching for a particular girl. He had found her minutes ago but didn’t want her to see him starring but he couldn’t help it. He’d been looking at her movements as a hawk. He didn’t miss to spot how at the beginning she was dancing like a tree but soon the nervousness left her and she was moving without caring. Peter smiled as he saw the girl experiencing something an ordinary teenager was used to every weekend.

(Y/N) did her best to try to enjoy that night. She was talking with everybody, drunk a little from Nat’s glass, even danced but deep inside she knew that all of this wasn’t her. She wasn’t raised that way. No music, no fun, no dance. Only fights, fights, and fights. The alcohol she swallowed helped her to loosen up and let the beat take control of her body. She was moving as the good songs kept playing but she knew she was doing it in order to have fun which wasn’t happening if we have to be honest. The girl made an excuse to her partners in the dance floor and walked through the dancing and sweaty people who were drunk as hell. Some of them were rubbing each other bodies, others were ready to swallow each other given the fact how they were kissing, and others were already heading toward the bathrooms. (Y/N) was surprised how many people had attended the party. She thought that it would be just her and the new friends she made a couple weeks ago but no. Stark had decided to throw a huge party and the girl was sure he didn’t know at least 10% of his guests. When (Y/N) got out of the loud room and entered the quiet balcony the fresh spring air hit her are skin. The wind sent shivers down her spine, her body tensing at the coldness she felt due to being sweaty. The girl bypassed the swimming pool and went near the glass parapet. The building was indeed high, the whole city could be seen from there. She inhaled deeply letting the cold air freshen her body from inside. (Y/N) was enjoying the view while listening to the music which outside was actually pleasant. But little she knew that her actions of leaving the party were spotted from a certain boy that hadn’t let his eyes fall from her.    

When Peter saw (Y/N) leaving, he stood up following her outside away from the loud party. The making a path through the crowd slowed him down but once he was on the balcony, he saw the girl he liked alone looking at lightened city below them. He slowly approached her thinking of an interesting opening gambit. But with each step he took his mind refused to work and nervous filled his body again. He cursed himself that he let this happen every time she was near him. Taking a deep breath the boy stood next to her and tried to spoke but was late.

“Why are you here, Peter?”, the girl asked looking at him. At first the boy thought the girl asked that so he would understand he wasn’t welcomed but as he saw her soft (y/e/c) he calmed down. She was just being curious.

“I saw you leaving.”, he answered without thinking. His tongue was moving without his brain working properly.  

“And you came because…?”, her eyes weren’t leaving his which caused the boy to fall under their spell. The distance between their faces was slowly reducing.

“Because I wanted to see if you are okay.”, the girl smiled and turned her head towards the beautiful city. This activity broke the ‘spell’ Peter had fallen into but he continued to stare at her, “You are feeling as though you are not fitting in this atmosphere, right?”

“How do you know?”

“I am feeling the same way at school parties. They are not the way I’d like to spent my free time and have fun.”, at that time the boy was looking the city, while (Y/N) was observing his face.

“And what is the way you like to have fun?”

“Well, I like to…”, he suddenly stopped and looked at the girl. A smirk craved on his face which made the girl confused.

“What?”,

“I can show you.”

“Show me what?”

“How I like to spent Saturday night and have fun my way. Are you in?”, the smirk on Peter’s face was now bigger as he hoped the girl would accept his offer. Suddenly a bright smile appeared on her face.

“I would love to, Peter Parker.”

“Then, shall we?”, as a gentleman he offered his hand and girl took it happily. They both exited the tower without being spotted by anyone.

“So where are we going?”, (Y/N) dared to ask after 10 minutes of walking in silence.

“Shouldn’t it be a surprise?”, the boy looked at her with a mischievous smile on his face.

“It is supposed to be but I am not into surprised at all.”

“Well, tonight you’ll be.”

“Idiot.”

“I’d gladly be a idiot If I am the reason you smile.”, and it was true. (Y/N) hadn’t stopped smiling since they left the tower. This statement made her blush which surprised Peter. His smile became bigger as he saw the soft side of the girl which she was usually hiding behind the mask of a dangerous serial killer, “Come on, we are almost there.”, Peter grabbed (Y/N)’s hand and they both rushed towards a small café on the other side of the street. It’s name was shinning in dark blue which made the café easy to be seen. When they entered inside the girl was amazed by the atmosphere and way it was decorated. Simple and cozy vintage design invited the new guests inside. There was a girl listening to music behind the bar and two girls chatting at one of the corners. (Y/N) thought they would sit somewhere so she started looking for a cozy and lonely place.

“Oh, I wasn’t thinking of staying here but if you want- ”

“Oh, no, no. You are the one leading the parade. You promised me fun so I hope you would give me one.”, the girl joked and he boy calmed down, “I don’t want to ruin anything but isn’t it late for coffee?”

“Yes, it is.”

“Then why are we here?”

“Because only in this café you can find the best and most delicious muffins. Believe me, you have never eaten such mouth-melting dessert.”, the boy gave a simple answer and turned around to make an order. A minute later, the boy and the girl were outside the café roaming through the streets of New Your city and eating.

“Oh my gosh, Peter! These are just magnificent. I’ve never tasted anything like that.”

“I told you so.”, the girl was about to take another bite from the muffin when Peter pushed her hand up so her nose would be in covered in chocolate.

“How dare you Parker?!”, the girl gave him a dead glare, “You will pay for this.”

“I can’t take you seriously with so much chocolate on your face. You look sweat rather than scary.”, the boy couldn’t stop laughing and the girl used this opportunity to push her half muffin in Peter’s face.

“That’s part of the revenge you will get.”

“Oh, you are gonna regret this Ms. (Y/L/N)!”, and with that (Y/N) began running while Peter was chasing her. There was a park near them and the girl entered it. Although she was on high heels which weren’t that high, the girl was still faster than the boy. But let’s face it, he was doing it on purpose.

“I can’t do it anymore.”, Peter announced and sat on a bench, “You are fast and I don’t want to sweat in this amazing suit. I prefer to look hot than to revenge you for some chocolate.”, the girl was suspicious at first but when he didn’t stand up from the bench, she sat next to him.

“Then I’m sorry to say that you don’t look that hot as you think.”

“I remember you telling something else when we were in your room hour ago.”, he looked at her.

“Well, my eyesight isn’t good sometimes.”

“Mhm, whatever you say…”, his tone was challenging.

“Are you calling me a liar, Mr. Parker?”, now they were inches away from each other, still looking at each other eyes, while their bodies desired for something else.

“I ain’t calling you a truther.”

That was it. They both were on the edge of doing what they wanted to do since weeks. They stood there looking at each other in silence. The tension was felt in the air but it wasn’t a sexual tension how Nat would say. No, it was a tension between two young teenagers that had slowly fallen in love. They wanted to connect, to feel what the other felt, to see the nightmares the other had, to explore their souls. But sadly they both were scared. (Y/N) had never had such feeling burning inside her. We all know her story to know that love was something she never felt except in her early years. The Avengers gave her the love of a family but the love she felt now was never a shade in the painting of her life. It was new, it was great and yet it was scary.

Peter was a shy nerdy boy and a sarcastic superhero. When he was with the witch he somehow managed to merge his both sides in one. The confident side in him was ready to do the next step but the mask was gone, he was Peter Parker, the nerd school boy who had problems with talking to girls.

The lovebirds were standing dare not daring to move. They didn’t want to ruin this moment thinking it was the chance they got but they both were scared to take it.

“There is something in you Peter. Something that makes me wanna kiss you and punch you in the face at the same time.”

“You know how to ruin the romantic moment.”, they both laughed getting out of the unison.

“But that’s true. There are moments when you are a pain in the ass.”, their eyes were sparkling with true happiness, “But what scares me is that I want you to be my pain in the ass.”, the boy froze for a moment at those words. He looked at her still shocked. Peter didn’t say a thing which caused the girl to look at her fingers which showed she was nervous.

“I- I shouldn’t have-”, but she wasn’t given the chance to finish her sentence. Peter had cupped her face in his hands, his lips connecting with hers in a slow and soft kiss. (Y/N) was surprised both from the sudden action and the sensation in her guts. She instantly closed her eyes letting her soul to see what no eyes could behold. It wasn’t just flesh touching, it was souls meeting and connecting. She got the feeling of being high in the sky, flying freely and carelessly. She felt the love in so many different ways that there are no words able to describe it.

“That was-”

“Chocolatey.” , the girl finished Peter’s sentence which caused both of them to laugh.

That night they stayed there on the bench in the empty park, enjoying each other company, laughing at their jokes, telling different stories from the past and made plans for the future. That night they felt real, they felt alive and breathing. That night love made its magic – it connected two souls that had been searching each other for years, it gave them true happiness, an unforgettable love. That night love gave them a surreal picture of life which blurred their sights and weakened them for what was about to happen.

Part 7

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Protecting You - Steve Rogers

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Description - A quickly little scene about Steve being protective. 

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It was no secret that Tony loved to throw a party no matter whose birthday it was or what holiday it was, he would throw a party and since the Avengers recently gained back possession of Loki’s scepter Tony thought it would be appropriate to celebrate and he wasnt wrong the team deserved to have a good time. 

The party was in full swing you, Steve, Tony and Thor were currently standing at the bar, “So gentlemen where are the ladies tonight?” I questioned, as Steve wraps his arm around my waist. “ Well, Miss Potts has a company to run”, Tony claimed as he took a sip of his drink, “ Yes, I’m not even sure what country Jane’s in, her work on the convergence has made her the world’s foremost astronomer” Thor spoke with admiration in his voice, Tony buts in,“ And the company that Pepper runs is the largest tech conglomerate on earth. It’s pretty exciting”, “ There’s even talk of Jane getting a… um, uh… Nobel prize”. They both continue to outdo each other as Steve and I try not to laugh. “I hate to interrupt gentlemen but my dear friend is calling me from over their so excuse me” I detach myself from Steve’s warm body and make my way over to Natasha and Clint but as Im walking away and turn around and mouth ‘good luck’ to Steve who playfuly glares at me. I sit down on the couch beside Natasha who smiles at me and joins me in on the conversation. 

Steve watches as Y/N walks away as Thor and Tony continue to bicker. “Okay, guys how about more drinks?” Steve gushed to try and switch the conversation, “fine idea my friend” Thor spoke as he pulled out a flask from his jacket pocket, he pours the liquor into Steve’s drink and his own. “What are we drinking here fellas?” Sam questions as he approaches his friends. “This was aged for a thousand years, in the barrels built from the wreck of Brunhilde’s fleet” Thor replies as he sips the strong drink. Sam nods in acknowledgement, “So Steve how are you and Y/N doing?” Steve smiles sheepishly “We are doing great, I’m happy and she’s happy and that’s all that matters” “okay okay I was just wondering and is everything else good, even in the bedroom?” Sam says with a cheeky smile, “Yes we are fine their too now quit it will you” Steve shakes his head in amusement, taking a quick glance over at Y/N to make sure she’s alright. His smiles wides even more as Y/N throws her head back laughing at something Clint said. 

As the night continues and the party starts to come to an end, its left with only a hand full of people sitting on the couch, Steve and Y/N sitting next to each other with Steve’s hand on Y/N thigh. The main topic everyone was talking about was Thor’s hammer, “ But, it’s a trick!” Clint argues, “Oh, no. It’s much more than that” Thor defends. “Uh, “Whosoever be he worthy shall have the power!” Whatever man! It’s a trick” Clint huffed, “ Well please, be my guest” Thor jesters towards his hammer that was placed on the table. “my god” I mumble under my breath, Steve chuckles beside me. Everyone takes turns at trying to lift the hammer and everyone, of course, unsuccessful but I did get a good look at Steve’s muscles when he tried to lift it. Just as Thor lifts his hammer from the table a loud screeching noise, causing everyone to cover their ears. One of Tony robots appears at the door.

“ Worthy… No… How could you be worthy? You’re all killers” The robot says, “Stark” Steve says as I grab Steve’s arm. Suddenly the Iron Legion bots smash through the walls of glass each one aiming for a different person. Steve wraps his arms around my body and pulls us down behind the couch before we can be attacked, “Stay down” Steve tells me, I give him a quick nod as he pulls up from the floor and punches the robot just as Clint throws him his sheild. I stay down and grab the gun that is wrapped around my thigh for protection. Just as I pull back the gun a robot lands in front of me and I aim my gun at its head and blast it off. A few moments later Steve offers me a hand and helps me up, “Are you alright he asks” he asks, I nod still in shock. He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me into his body for protection. 

Ultron utters his final words just as Thor throw his hammer at the robot. “Im sorry about this” Steve says looking down at me, I shake my head “It’s not your fault but I have a feeling that this is not over,” I say honestly, “I don’t think its over either,” he says kissing the top of my head I sigh, I thought this was all over.